Afleveringen
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'When the online customer support person told me – brightly – to ‘have a nice day’ it took all the willpower I possessed not to scream expletives. '
When informed that this cloud hadn’t magically saved all my lost books, I burst into tears and, when the online customer support person told me – brightly – to ‘have a nice day’ it took all the willpower I possessed not to scream expletives in response. -
'After commuting for twelve years, I told GWR I had written three books on their train, and that I should be made their writer in residence.'
After commuting for twelve years, I went freelance. I told GWR I had written three books on their train, and that I should be made their writer in residence. To my surprise they agreed, giving me a staff pass that allowed free travel on their network. -
Zijn er afleveringen die ontbreken?
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'My bottom drawer is more of a recycling bin than a bottom drawer. My intention is for nothing to stay in it forever. '
My bottom drawer is more of a recycling bin than a bottom drawer. With the knowledge that no writing is ever wasted, my intention is for nothing to stay in it forever. Instead, it serves as a temporary storage space for stories I plan to revise. -
'I score out phrases, draw connecting arrows between ideas, and play around with words on the page. A mouse and keyboard would slow me down.'
I score out phrases, draw connecting arrows between ideas, and play around with the position of words on the page. Using a mouse and keyboard would slow me down. I rewrite obsessively. Every few lines I'll start redrafting what I’ve written so far. -
'Writing is dreams caught in butterfly nets. It’s falling in love for the first time. It’s adventures my knees are too old to have. '
Writing is dreams caught in butterfly nets. It’s falling in love for the first time. It’s adventures my knees are too old to have. And mysteries my brain is too dull to solve. Writing is my escape. My means of coming back to myself. I write because I love it. -
'Gather a few authors together in a room and does the conversation veer towards culture, philosophy, art…literature? No, it does not. It focuses on complaints.'
Gather a few authors together in a room and does the conversation veer towards culture, philosophy, art…literature? No, it does not. It focuses on complaints — publicists, publishers, party invitations (lack of), editors and of course…earnings. -
'Wandering around a music festival, a fella pointed a camera at me. ‘You wrote that book, didn’t you?’ he said. ‘I did!’ I said, thrilled, ‘did you like it?’ ‘I’m not sure,’ he said.'
Wandering around a music festival, a fella pointed a camera at me. ‘You wrote that book, didn’t you?’ he said. ‘I did!’ I said, thrilled, ‘did you like it?’ ‘I’m not sure,’ he said and hid any fanboy excess behind a look that might be described as unnerving... -
'Nature is everywhere. It’s ugly and visceral and full of decay. It's in the rust on the bicycle and the weeds appearing uninvited between the cracks. '
I note that the café has an atmosphere of carefully crafted urban decay, mostly accidental. Nature is everywhere. It’s ugly and visceral and full of decay. It's in the rust on the bicycle and the weeds appearing uninvited between the cracks. -
'The advice that the editor gave, that readers want to know more about the kestrel flying above the rainbow and less about what it’s like to change a tyre in the rain? They’re not wrong.'
The advice that the editor gave, that the readers want to know more about the kestrel flying above the rainbow that you see from the mountain pass in Wales and less about what it’s like to change a tyre in the rain? They’re not wrong. -
'I began to internalise the rejections, to believe in a way I hadn’t when I was younger, that the editors, agents, publishers were right — my work wasn’t good enough.'
I began to internalise the rejections, to believe in a way I hadn’t when I was younger, that the editors, agents, publishers were right — my work wasn’t good enough; of course they didn’t want it. The rejections began to affect me. They began to fray me. -
'I’m constantly drawing on a bank of inspiration from a wide pool, taking what I need and leaving behind what I don’t. '
I think I can put my voice down to the many disciplines I’ve studied, read, and written, the genres and practices I’ve worked in. I’m constantly drawing on a bank of inspiration from a wide pool, taking what I need and leaving behind what I don’t. -
'I remember trying to look at ease. I remember thinking I should probably read something, just as in a bar you should probably drink something. '
I remember thinking I should probably read something, just as in a bar you should probably drink something. I wanted to be a scientist when I grew up, but that day I needed something stronger. I was so desperate I found myself in the poetry section. -
'One part of me is sinking deeper into my roots, and the other is struggling to get away, to evoke a freer world in my writing. '
One part of me is sinking deeper into my roots, and the other is struggling to get away, to evoke a freer world in my writing. Writing about the Troubles and the landscape of home feels fraught with danger, but it is also a way of exerting myself. -
'How will we ever code for experiences of wonder, grief, joy and awe? How will a humanoid artist ever yearn? '
How will we ever code for experiences of wonder, grief, joy and awe? How will a humanoid artist ever yearn? Such experiences will never be reducible to simulated feelings, even if simulations might be transmitted across our neural networks. -
'There aren’t many places where I can’t write. A beach in full sun is no good, nor is a fast-moving car, but trains are fine, parks, waiting rooms, anywhere with a seat.'
There aren’t many places where I can’t write. A beach in full sun is no good, nor is a fast-moving car, but trains are fine, parks in fair weather, waiting rooms, anywhere with a seat, in fact. People don’t distract me, nor does any but the loudest noise. -
'Only we know how deeply we felt those words, how hard we clung to the belief that they would one day find a shelf in a library or bookshop. And our characters! '
Only we know how deeply we felt those words, how hard we clung to the belief that they would one day find a shelf in a library or bookshop. And our characters! We cannot turn them out of the house. In any case, no word is ever wasted, we’re told. -
'If I’ve put in enough hours, if I’ve proved to the Muse that I am dedicated and loyal, there comes a time when she does arrive, unexpectedly and unannounced.'
If I’ve put in enough hours, if I’ve proved to the Muse that I am dedicated and loyal, there comes a time when she does arrive, unexpectedly and unannounced, in all her golden glory. And when this happens I don’t have time for inspirational quotes. -
'How do you get your ideas?’ If this seems a silly question to you: try not to say that. Think ahead and make up a reason. You’re a creator! '
How do you get your ideas?’ If this seems a silly question to you: try not to say that. Think ahead and make up a reason. You’re a creator! Invent. And if your audience is bijou — shall we say — involve them. -
'I come from a long line of home-grown storytellers. My mother would cook big pots of fragrant Indian food and stories would spring into the conversation.'
I come from a long line of home-grown storytellers. At extended family gatherings my mother would cook big pots of fragrant Indian food and suddenly stories about our beloved farm close to the Himalaya would spring into the conversation. -
'Why is rejection inevitable?’ My game-changing Rejection is Actually an Essential Part of the Process theory. I’m aware that the name needs some work.'
Why is rejection inevitable?’ I eventually came up with my game-changing theory. It’s called the Rejection is Actually an Essential Part of the Process theory. I’m aware that the name needs some work. - Laat meer zien
